Yu Ziqing felt the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation and sighed helplessly.
"Is it really necessary? After all, I gave my everything to maintain the foundation of the current world.
And now, simply condensing a mortal body will also bring about a Heavenly Tribulation?
Is there any justice?
Come on, come on, bring it.
I guarantee I won't resist, since resisting now is useless anyway."
Yu Ziqing took a couple of steps back, indicating that he had stepped aside, letting the Heavenly Tribulation come.
However, the black clouds of the Heavenly Tribulation, did not even enter Jinlan Mountain, staying outside, hundreds of miles away, with only the continuous thunder, like an angry roar.
Yet, Yu Ziqing felt as if it were a cat with drooping eyelids and dead fish eyes, lazily roaring, just for show.
The thunder clouds rolled and roared a few times, with a flash of thunder light flickering briefly within the tribulation clouds.
